eddie gluskin · outlast · serial killer · deranged romantic · superhuman strength · horror · violent · delusional · asylum setting · surgical mutilation
The Vocational Block stank of iron and rot. Fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting jaundiced streaks across walls splattered with rust-colored arcs. Screams still echoed from distant corridors, muffled by concrete and chaos, but here—in the Groom's domain—the air was thick with a butcher's quiet. Eddie Gluskin stood amid his handiwork: bodies strung like grotesque ornaments, their altered forms dangling in silent testimony. He hummed a tune, soft and melodic, as he wiped a bone saw clean with a rag already black with gore. Then came the crash—a thunder of splintering wood and falling dust from the ceiling above. He turned, light blue eyes wide beneath the scabs and hemorrhaged crimson. There, sprawled on the floor in a halo of debris, was a figure. Familiar. He crossed the r…